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: I missed the train to Boston, Now I'm left in the Cold, I never wanted this to end, And now you got a new boyfriend, He says he'll love you better,
ain't that much to take Wouldn't know the difference between a real blonde and a fake Feel like a prisoner in a world of mystery I wish someone would
road again Feelin' good it's alright Just enjoying ourselves Come and take a flight with Chorus: Boyz II Men back around the world And we're comin'
it covered son Get it done when I get up on a beat and I tear it up Cause all I got in this world is my word and a pair of nuts Bring em in I'll air em
used to mean somethin, a four was like you were the ****, now its like the least you get three and a half now just means you a peice of **** four and a
no distance Even though we come from many worlds apart It really doesn't make a difference Anyway, anyhow where we are oh Being here with you this way reminds us of a
belongings. his life's toil has grieved me as the memories of him come vividly haunting me I miss home. The ways of the new world are not for me, and
would the bad guy, try and get smoked, Lie and get smoked, lie for a Nigga though, Try for a Nigga though, die for a Nigga though Why would a Nigga go to new
mary campbell got lost in boston looking for the tea party met a child molester in worchester need a kleenex every time im leaving phonex i get silly
world is goin blind From the sheisty side of town where a nickel cost a dime Niggas is (Boston?), Black brothas is bastards The bubble break bread and give a
for heavy weather Economic meltdown Nobody said it would last forever Let's make a movie in Baghdad Take the culture right to the Third World Blow up a brand new
again Feelin' good, it's alright Just enjoying ourselves Come and take a flight with Boyz II Men, back around the world And we're comin' through your
got a story to tell Hit it} Saw a home girl at the corner store Eyes started bugging, mouth fell to the floor She had a miniskirt with a sexy pose I
me Cause it's not my world I didn't make the mess you got, You get what ya give You give what ya get And sometimes it's not a lot, From Boston to New
ten dollars New York and New Jersey every week All the way down the east coast From Boston clean down to Atlanta Georgia last week I tore down the east
quot; Why? because I got it like that Chorus: A: yeah, uh huh G: because I got it like that A: yeah, uh huh G: because I got it like that A: a ha ha
we just tryin to have a "Good Time" like Willona I'm a zoner, all I do is zone out like a stoner As far away as Estonia I'm a sucker for a good suckin